Only Hers

Chapter Nine: What A Dick Move

Hellooooooo my lovely broccolis! How are you all this fine day?? I'm great so I thought let's update. It's also a four day weekend for me since Friday was a PA Day, Saturday and Sunday was the weekend and Monday is thanksgiving. Oh! Happy Thanksgiving to those of you celebrating!

Song I'm recently listening to is That's My Girl by Fifth Harmony! AMAZINGGGGGGGG! ❤️❤️❤️❤️🔥

Enjoy!

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Ava's POV

I could feel myself waking up and my head was pounding a lot. I softly groan, clutching my head and opening my eyes to see my surroundings. What happened?

A series of flashback from yesterday appeared in my mind and I groaned again. I am one weird drunk.

I make a move to get up but it's useless as something is holding me down. I turn my body and I come face to face with Chris's face. He's snoring slightly and he looks so peacefully. It's as if I can't look away because I feel mesmerized by his beautiful sleeping state.

"Take a picture. It lasts longer." Chris mumbles making a blush rise to my cheeks as he slowly smiles.

He flutters open his eyes and looks at me with a soft gaze. "Hey. Sleep well?"

I nod but then clutch my head moaning. "My head hurts like a bitch."

Chris chuckles, slowly pulling his arms away from around my waist then gets up. My eyes widen as I stare mesmerized at his naked chest. Go damn Chris.

He stretches then looks back at me with a smirk. "Like the view?"

I blush, covering my eyes. "Put a shirt on and get me some Advil. Please." I say, peaking through my fingers.

He shakes his head, pulling on a shirt then goes into the ensuite bathroom. He emerges moments later, handing me a glass of water and pill. I sit up, taking the pill then downing the glass.

Setting them to the side, I look to my right where the alarm clock is. 7:56. My eyes widen and I shoot out of the bed.

"We're going to be late for school!" I shriek and Chris jumps.

"Chill sweetheart. We'll be there in time." He says.

I cross my arms. "Yeah but I need clothes, jerk wad."

Chris smirks. "I mean you could wear my clothes and give people the impression we had se-"

I cover his mouth. "Don't finish that sentence." I say and Chris nods amusingly.

I take my hand away. "Do you have any clothes that will fit me?"

He scratches his neck. "I'll check my mom's room. Hold on."

He leaves the room and I sit back down on the bed. Some thing in the corner of his room catches my eye and I go over there, picking up the clothing. Girls clothing. A floral dress and a jean jacket to be exact.

"What are you doing?" Chris says from behind me making me jump.

I face him with the clothes in my hand and his expression hardens.

"Don't touch those." He says, his fist clenching.

I put the clothes back where I found them from. "Who's are they?"

He huffs. "None of your business. Here." He throws something at me then leaves the room, slamming the door.

Jeez, what got his panties in a twist? It's just clothes. I take a look at what he gave me. It was a short sleeved black dress with a brown belt around the waist. I sigh, changing into the dress and looking into the mirror. It was a size too small so it was tight around the chest area. It was squeezing my boobs and making it stick out more. The dress itself ended mid thigh and I just wore my converse under it since I had no other shoes.